User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/"The Vermillion Enclave"/@comment-3124101-20111119193641/@comment-3474228-20111125051759

A hooked sword flies out of the darkness and impales one of the searats, as Marconi jumps from the shadows, a gladius in each paw. He looks around him and cracks his neck by twisting it. "Let's get dirty."